>be about 11, family moves into a new house that was surrounded by thick woods
>apparently an old couple both died in the house from old age
>pretty naice plaes, open floor plan, high ceilings
>family consists of mom, dad, little sister, me, big sister, her idiot fiance
>everything is good for first month in house, chillin out maxin relaxin all cool
>after a while, little sister starts waking me up at night scared out of her mind
>she says that a very short, stocky grey figure would stand outside her door and just stare at her, and sometimes walk around
>yeah whatever go back to sleep
>she swears that she is not lying and tells my mom and dad
>my mom believes her but my dad and I are not convinced
>a couple of weeks later, my little sister is at the computer, and just suddenly goes silent for a moment and just starts crying
>she said a whisper in her ear told her clear as day to, "run"
>she sleeps with my parents for the next few weeks
>another night, I hear a crash and my older sister gasp
>shit, curtis must have got out again
>curtis is my tree frog
>knock on door, she lets me in
>see huge glass of tea all over the floor
>she says she was woken up by what she could only describe as like wooden building blocks
>she said she saw a short shadowy thing, and as soon as she noticed it the glass flew off the shelf
>sheeeeeeiiittt
>lil sister wasn't lying
